Fire
Chapter 2 - Trio of Problems
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Review Responses -
Yami's Tenshi - Thanx a lot! I'm really glad that this idea isn't totally overused and I hope u like from here on out.
Cyberkat - Sry! I meant that the annual flooding did happen, there was just no damage done afterwards, meaning that the flooding was not severe, it was merely enough to provide perfect farming conditions. Thank you so much for correcting me!
Yami-Yugi - (Waggles finger) Patience, patience. Last chappie was more of a prologue. Yami will be in this chapter.
Karenu-anime - I will keep this going for you. Hope you like!
Lily Maxwell / Shinigami Lily - I WILL!!!
metallicbubbles - Yes, Yugi is the pharaoh and I'm glad you like it, plz keep reading! I just read your profile. You used to be MMW? Well, thanx for reviewing my fics in the past. ^_____^
flowa - Thank you for reviewing so many of my stories!!! I feel so loved. Thanks for being the first reviewer for this story too, that really made my day!!! ^____________________________________^
~~~~~
Yugi awoke to a day full of hopes and promises. The sun hid behind generous cloud cover, giving a cool feeling to the normally blistering air. He went to the dining room to find a pair of men who looked like traders waiting for him.
"May I help you?" He asked, trying to look at their faces that were hid behind red hoods and cloaks. The cloaks did not cover their arms showing muscular tanned shoulders and forearms.
"These men come from the great sorcerer Yami with a gift for your majesty," Commented an advisor.
"Thank you. What is the gift?" He asked, wondering whom 'Yami' was.
"It is this pendant. Please, try it on," One of the traders said while the other held out a pendant on a thin rope. It resembled an Eye of Horus and was made of gold. (No, it isn't the Millenium Puzzle) He slipped the cord over his head and was immediately blinded by a flash of light.
When he was able to open his eyes, he saw a girl his age standing there. She wore the traditional clothing of ancient Egypt, a long white robe and a pair of sandals. Her hair was shoulder-length and brown and she had gorgeous blue eyes with seemingly no pupil.
"She is the slave of the pendant. She is not human, merely a spirit. She has no need to eat or sleep." One of the traders said. "Her name is Junko, she is bound to the wearer of the pendant. Though she is not human, she does have human emotions, personality, and feelings." When she heard her name, she lifted her head proudly.
Yugi walked up to her and held out his hand. "Hello, Junko, I am Pharaoh Yugi."
"Hello," She responded, her voice lilting and soft as she looked upon his eyes without fear.
"She can also do something else." A trader commented. "Yami said it would be activated if you said 'split.'"
"Split." Yugi said. Another flash of light later and three girls now stood before him, all looking remarkably like Junko. One of them was taller than Junko and had pale lavender eyes with dark blue pupils. There was also another, shorter counterpart to Junko, who had fierce, black eyes with blood red pupils.
"The tallest is Kinoko and the shortest is Yukino."
"Wow," Was all Yugi could manage to say.
"Yes," Said one of the traders, "You say 'Merge' to make them one in Junko again, 'Return' for them to return to the pendant, and 'Summon' to bring them out again."
"What can they do?" One of his advisors asked.
"They can perform any task that Pharaoh Yugi sets them to do. They are also excellent guards." Upon hearing this the girls each pulled out a weapon. Kinoko pulled out a dagger, Junko pulled out a long, thin, and deadly sharp sword, and Yukino pulled out a wide, broad sword.
"Please tell Yami that I am thankful for his generous gift." Yugi said, dismissing them. "Return."
A figure in a blue cloak walked in at that moment. His hood was not pulled up and revealed a crown of tri-colored hair stunningly similar to Yugi's own. His eyes were the red of the fire, but had a steady calm that fire lacked. They were brilliant and intelligent and powerful, hiding immeasurable energy.
The figures in the red cloaks walked out as the one in the blue approached Yugi.
"Who are you?" Yugi asked.
"I am Yami, high sorcerer of the black citadel and black magician in the summoning arts, and I am glad to hear that you like my gift." His voice was soft yet enforcing, and behind the soft, soothing tones lurked a powerful magic aged in countless centuries.
"It is a wonderful gift. I am glad you have chosen to give it to me." Yugi looked into the red pools of Yami's eyes and wondered what he was thinking then.
Yami received a shock when he realized that this boy was probing his mind. He had almost been taken in by the majesty of the violet tones slowly taking on a crimson color. He was even more surprised when he realized that Yugi had almost broken through the barriers he had constructed to keep out of his mind all but the most powerful of sorcerers.
"Have you ever had lessons in magic?" Yami asked on a long shot.
Yugi shook his head, eyes returning to innocent violet. "My father had no magic, and therefore did not believe in it. My mother was a healing woman before she married my father, but she died before she could teach me anything."
"I sense great magic in you. You could be a great mage and an asset to all of Khemet if you learned the forces of magic."
"Would you teach me?" His voice was eager with the joy of learning something new.
Yami was taken aback. Him . . . teach? This little innocent . . . weak boy? "Yes, I would be honored." His own voice surprised him.
"Thank you." Yugi's eyes gazed into the distance, thinking about the resplendence of magic. "I can start tomorrow after lunch. A servant will show you to your rooms."
"Yes, pharaoh." Yami bowed and exited the room.
~~~~~
Yami looked around at his suite of rooms: a large bedroom containing a canopy bed and silken sheets and pillows along with a window seat with silk cushions, a sitting room complete with a large bookshelf, and an immense bathroom containing a huge bathtub.
He almost jumped for joy, but he was too dignified of a sorcerer to do that. He couldn't help but think, [No more camels, no more dirty bathing water, no more doing simple card tricks for my meals. This is the ONLY way to live.]
~~~~~
Yugi looked around at his own rooms, thinking about learning lessons in magic. [This is going to be great,] He thought. [It is rare that a pharaoh learns magic. Finally, I will EARN my people's respect.]
He had gone out riding in the desert that day, because of the excellent weather, and he stunk. (A/N: Tee hee, stinky pharaoh Yugi) Deciding to try out his new slaves, he said, "Summon."
The three appeared, now dressed in servants' uniforms of khaki slacks and long-sleeved white shirts.
"You called?" Junko said, her voice was again soft and lilting and smooth and beautiful.
"Yes, I need you three to fill up my bath." Yugi replied, sending them out of the room to fetch buckets of water.
"Yes, Pharaoh." Kinoko said, her voice a much bouncier and happier voice than Junko's smooth calm one.
Once the bath was filled, he thanked them.
"The pleasure was ours," Yukino said, her voice having a tricky harshness to it that the others lacked. Yugi smiled, he loved hanging out with pranksters. They were always such carefree and creative people.
"Return," He said.
~~~~~
Inside the pendant, the three girls spoke to each other mind-to-mind.
/What do you think of him?/ Kinoko asked.
{He seems kind} Junko replied.
|Yeah, but do you think that's just a show?| Yukino, the skeptical one, replied.
{He's too young and innocent to have formed and criticizing and ignorant attitude}
/And he seemed genuinely glad of the gift and didn't think it was some sort of plot to kill him like Yami thought he would/
The three laughed, enjoying the calm feeling of having a place to stay and a need to fill.
~~~~~
Hey R+R please, all comments and suggestions will be read and considered, all flames will be used to continue the inferno in Yugi's eyes and the fire of love that is yet to come between Yugi and Yami.
If anyone knows a nice, long, and complete YuGiOh yaoi fanfic please include it in your review. Thanx!
Junko the Lost
Chapter 2 - Trio of Problems
~~~~~~
Review Responses -
Yami's Tenshi - Thanx a lot! I'm really glad that this idea isn't totally overused and I hope u like from here on out.
Cyberkat - Sry! I meant that the annual flooding did happen, there was just no damage done afterwards, meaning that the flooding was not severe, it was merely enough to provide perfect farming conditions. Thank you so much for correcting me!
Yami-Yugi - (Waggles finger) Patience, patience. Last chappie was more of a prologue. Yami will be in this chapter.
Karenu-anime - I will keep this going for you. Hope you like!
Lily Maxwell / Shinigami Lily - I WILL!!!
metallicbubbles - Yes, Yugi is the pharaoh and I'm glad you like it, plz keep reading! I just read your profile. You used to be MMW? Well, thanx for reviewing my fics in the past. ^_____^
flowa - Thank you for reviewing so many of my stories!!! I feel so loved. Thanks for being the first reviewer for this story too, that really made my day!!! ^____________________________________^
~~~~~
Yugi awoke to a day full of hopes and promises. The sun hid behind generous cloud cover, giving a cool feeling to the normally blistering air. He went to the dining room to find a pair of men who looked like traders waiting for him.
"May I help you?" He asked, trying to look at their faces that were hid behind red hoods and cloaks. The cloaks did not cover their arms showing muscular tanned shoulders and forearms.
"These men come from the great sorcerer Yami with a gift for your majesty," Commented an advisor.
"Thank you. What is the gift?" He asked, wondering whom 'Yami' was.
"It is this pendant. Please, try it on," One of the traders said while the other held out a pendant on a thin rope. It resembled an Eye of Horus and was made of gold. (No, it isn't the Millenium Puzzle) He slipped the cord over his head and was immediately blinded by a flash of light.
When he was able to open his eyes, he saw a girl his age standing there. She wore the traditional clothing of ancient Egypt, a long white robe and a pair of sandals. Her hair was shoulder-length and brown and she had gorgeous blue eyes with seemingly no pupil.
"She is the slave of the pendant. She is not human, merely a spirit. She has no need to eat or sleep." One of the traders said. "Her name is Junko, she is bound to the wearer of the pendant. Though she is not human, she does have human emotions, personality, and feelings." When she heard her name, she lifted her head proudly.
Yugi walked up to her and held out his hand. "Hello, Junko, I am Pharaoh Yugi."
"Hello," She responded, her voice lilting and soft as she looked upon his eyes without fear.
"She can also do something else." A trader commented. "Yami said it would be activated if you said 'split.'"
"Split." Yugi said. Another flash of light later and three girls now stood before him, all looking remarkably like Junko. One of them was taller than Junko and had pale lavender eyes with dark blue pupils. There was also another, shorter counterpart to Junko, who had fierce, black eyes with blood red pupils.
"The tallest is Kinoko and the shortest is Yukino."
"Wow," Was all Yugi could manage to say.
"Yes," Said one of the traders, "You say 'Merge' to make them one in Junko again, 'Return' for them to return to the pendant, and 'Summon' to bring them out again."
"What can they do?" One of his advisors asked.
"They can perform any task that Pharaoh Yugi sets them to do. They are also excellent guards." Upon hearing this the girls each pulled out a weapon. Kinoko pulled out a dagger, Junko pulled out a long, thin, and deadly sharp sword, and Yukino pulled out a wide, broad sword.
"Please tell Yami that I am thankful for his generous gift." Yugi said, dismissing them. "Return."
A figure in a blue cloak walked in at that moment. His hood was not pulled up and revealed a crown of tri-colored hair stunningly similar to Yugi's own. His eyes were the red of the fire, but had a steady calm that fire lacked. They were brilliant and intelligent and powerful, hiding immeasurable energy.
The figures in the red cloaks walked out as the one in the blue approached Yugi.
"Who are you?" Yugi asked.
"I am Yami, high sorcerer of the black citadel and black magician in the summoning arts, and I am glad to hear that you like my gift." His voice was soft yet enforcing, and behind the soft, soothing tones lurked a powerful magic aged in countless centuries.
"It is a wonderful gift. I am glad you have chosen to give it to me." Yugi looked into the red pools of Yami's eyes and wondered what he was thinking then.
Yami received a shock when he realized that this boy was probing his mind. He had almost been taken in by the majesty of the violet tones slowly taking on a crimson color. He was even more surprised when he realized that Yugi had almost broken through the barriers he had constructed to keep out of his mind all but the most powerful of sorcerers.
"Have you ever had lessons in magic?" Yami asked on a long shot.
Yugi shook his head, eyes returning to innocent violet. "My father had no magic, and therefore did not believe in it. My mother was a healing woman before she married my father, but she died before she could teach me anything."
"I sense great magic in you. You could be a great mage and an asset to all of Khemet if you learned the forces of magic."
"Would you teach me?" His voice was eager with the joy of learning something new.
Yami was taken aback. Him . . . teach? This little innocent . . . weak boy? "Yes, I would be honored." His own voice surprised him.
"Thank you." Yugi's eyes gazed into the distance, thinking about the resplendence of magic. "I can start tomorrow after lunch. A servant will show you to your rooms."
"Yes, pharaoh." Yami bowed and exited the room.
~~~~~
Yami looked around at his suite of rooms: a large bedroom containing a canopy bed and silken sheets and pillows along with a window seat with silk cushions, a sitting room complete with a large bookshelf, and an immense bathroom containing a huge bathtub.
He almost jumped for joy, but he was too dignified of a sorcerer to do that. He couldn't help but think, [No more camels, no more dirty bathing water, no more doing simple card tricks for my meals. This is the ONLY way to live.]
~~~~~
Yugi looked around at his own rooms, thinking about learning lessons in magic. [This is going to be great,] He thought. [It is rare that a pharaoh learns magic. Finally, I will EARN my people's respect.]
He had gone out riding in the desert that day, because of the excellent weather, and he stunk. (A/N: Tee hee, stinky pharaoh Yugi) Deciding to try out his new slaves, he said, "Summon."
The three appeared, now dressed in servants' uniforms of khaki slacks and long-sleeved white shirts.
"You called?" Junko said, her voice was again soft and lilting and smooth and beautiful.
"Yes, I need you three to fill up my bath." Yugi replied, sending them out of the room to fetch buckets of water.
"Yes, Pharaoh." Kinoko said, her voice a much bouncier and happier voice than Junko's smooth calm one.
Once the bath was filled, he thanked them.
"The pleasure was ours," Yukino said, her voice having a tricky harshness to it that the others lacked. Yugi smiled, he loved hanging out with pranksters. They were always such carefree and creative people.
"Return," He said.
~~~~~
Inside the pendant, the three girls spoke to each other mind-to-mind.
/What do you think of him?/ Kinoko asked.
{He seems kind} Junko replied.
|Yeah, but do you think that's just a show?| Yukino, the skeptical one, replied.
{He's too young and innocent to have formed and criticizing and ignorant attitude}
/And he seemed genuinely glad of the gift and didn't think it was some sort of plot to kill him like Yami thought he would/
The three laughed, enjoying the calm feeling of having a place to stay and a need to fill.
~~~~~
Hey R+R please, all comments and suggestions will be read and considered, all flames will be used to continue the inferno in Yugi's eyes and the fire of love that is yet to come between Yugi and Yami.
If anyone knows a nice, long, and complete YuGiOh yaoi fanfic please include it in your review. Thanx!
Junko the Lost